Awhile ago, I was in this kind of psych ward and there was this guy, Leonard. All the time I knew him,all he ever said were these numbers. “4, 8, 15, 16, 23, 42”. Over and over and over again.
lost characters + james ‘sawyer’ ford
Don’t you walk away from me. You don’t know who you’re dealing with. Don’t tell me what I can’t do, ever! This is destiny. This is destiny. This is my destiny. This is – I’m supposed to do this, damnit! Don’t tell me what I can’t do.